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A group of foreign tourists also loved Xinju going downstairs.

At the beginning, tourists were very interested in Chinese-style tables, chairs, potted plants, etc. and pointed at them.

But as time goes by, tourists wait around, but cannot wait for a cup of tea to quench their thirst, and they can't help but whisper and complain about the quality of service.

"thirsty!"

"Thirsty, I need water!"

The young foreigners rang at the counter with a very unkind attitude.

"ah?"

Liu Ying could still understand the simple English words, and immediately was at a loss and kept repeating the words "wait" in her mouth.

Not far away, Chen Yang witnessed this scene and said strangely: "Dign King Xia put such a disciple who has little experience in entertaining guests at the counter. Aren't you afraid that the guests will give bad reviews of the service?"

It's too much to not even have basic free tea.

Moreover, the delicacies on the menu of Xinju go downstairs are really not cheap. If the environment is not good enough, I am afraid that the foreigners will be scared away.

Lin Qingfeng nodded, "If you can't let your guests feel at home, it's equivalent to a failure in business."

"The more you manage a famous building, the heavier the burden on your shoulders. If you want to resurrect a famous building that has not yet fallen, the difficulty is no less than building another famous building."

A look of interest appeared in the woman's eyes.

During the age of Beixian, Ju Chu went downstairs to gain fame by relying on her mother's kindness.

In the era of Liu Jinling and Zhu Qi, it was through first-class strength to establish the status of famous buildings in the world!

Now, how do they make a comeback?

A strange fragrance spread out made Lin Qingfeng sniff and said in surprise: "Is this the smell of almonds?"

"Well, there is also the freshness of vegetables..." Chen Yang also looked up.

As the servant serving the dishes, Liu Jing took a tray and placed a plate of dishes on the table of foreign tourists. Her fat round face was smiling and said happily: "This is the first dish, please use it slowly-"

Very fluent foreign language.

He followed his father to learn skills and received foreign diners once or twice. At least in terms of receiving guests, Liu Jing's aura exploded the "Demon King's Small".

"Vegetables, vegetables?"

The middle-aged foreign couple and children were surprised to see this plate of fried vegetables that were not enough.

"That's right!" Liu Jing replied with a tray.

"But the menu says the name 'The Shepherd' refers to Xinghua Village'? How could it be a vegetable?" A middle-aged foreign man was messy and speechless, perhaps because of his emotional excitement, his Chinese became fluent.

Hey.

Liu Jing couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man more, and saw that his academic temperament was like a professor, and thought to himself that he was a Chinese master.

"Sir, please calm down!" Liu Jing explained, "This dish is indeed vegetables!"

"Bang--"

The young foreigner who was already thirsty and had no alcohol to entertain, slammed the table and said angrily: "Ha, why does such a small amount of vegetables cost 10 pounds per plate? Isn't it said that Chinese food is very cheap? You have to know that 10 pounds is enough for me to have two meals of Golden Arches!"

It seems that foreigners can accept the vegetables priced at 86 soft girls.

From the popular word Golden Arch, Liu Jing also saw that this foreign guy who looks like the son of a middle-aged man is also a Chinese master. At least the conversion calculations of pounds and soft sister coins are a bit amazing.

"Eat your sister's golden arch!"

Before Liu Ying left, she saw the foreign young man pointing fingers and was excited and said that this plate of vegetables was not worth the price of 86. She was annoyed on the spot and put her hands on her hips and said, "You compare fast food with classic dishes? Why don't you go to heaven! Even if you eat a hundred meals of Golden Arches, you won't be as good as eating a plate of vegetables here!"

"Hello!"

Liu Jing's face turned green. Unexpectedly, this little devil would explode at all, but his little body was like a powder barrel.

"The customer is God!" Liu Jing begged, "Grandma, the customer is going to coax him, you can't scold him!"

"Bao, when Xinju goes downstairs, the chef is God!" Liu Ying opened the unparalleled aura of the explosion of the small universe, and waved his hand domineeringly at a foreign guest looking at each other on the table and said, "It's up to you to eat or not. If you don't eat, you can leave. We won't charge you."

Liu Ying turned around. In her inner imagination, her aura must be very strong at this time. Her back was as simple and chic as a chivalrous woman?

But as soon as he turned around, he wrinkled tightly.

ah!

Liu Ying was so embarrassed that she was urged to hide in the crack in the ground and face the wall. She shouted in extreme shame. What am I doing?

However, there was a saying just now, which was Liu Ying’s voice.

Is the customer God?

Wrong.

When Ju went downstairs, whenever these "God" tasted her master's dishes, the white wings on her back would definitely fall into black feathers, crawling under the feet of the famous Xia Demon King, and were captured from then on.

Ha. After thinking about this, Liu Ying gave up her shame and hummed, "No matter what kind of God you are, you must surrender to the Great Demon King of Hei Tian!"

When Liu Jing heard that the soles of her feet slipped and almost fell down. What the hell is this?

Just as the foreigner family was talking about the plate of vegetables on the table, Jijiguu and was discussing something and taking photos, a voice inserted into the words: "Sorry, I'm disturbing you. If you don't want this dish, can you transfer to our table?"

When the family heard these words full of New York smell, they all looked up.

Chen Yang continued to ask with a polite smile: "Can you transfer it to us? My mother wants to eat this dish as soon as possible..."

Hearing this, the family looked at Lin Qingfeng in shock.

The charming woman wearing cheongsam saw their hesitation, shook her head, got up and came over from her seat, pointed to the steaming stir-fried vegetables on the table and said, "This dish costs 86 yuan, which seems very reasonable in my opinion."

"Ingredients!"

Lin Qingfeng didn't say much, and said with a deep meaning: "Is this vegetable called 'The Shepherd's Remote Targeting Xinghua Village'? It's very interesting. This poem is timely and appropriate."

The family recognized Lin Qingfeng and was immediately surprised.

"Yeah?"

Even the young foreigner with the worst attitude muttered, he finally put the amount of vegetables on for the time being, and did not take up a pair of clean chopsticks and planned to taste them.

Seeing his standard gesture of holding chopsticks, Liu Jingxin said that it was indeed a Chinese master.

Once chopsticks were taken down, a corner of the vegetables on the plate was missing, which looked about one-fourth.

The young foreigner twitched his face and his mouth approached the vegetables on the chopsticks. At the same time, a layer of confusion appeared in his eyes, "...why does it smell like a little wine?"

"Is it because I put too much cooking wine?"

‘Almond Cabbage’ has no difference in appearance from regular cabbage.

What's more, the vegetables after cooking have been unrecognized, and it is normal for this family to not recognize the more popular fantasy vegetables today.

However, the first time when the fried vegetables were imported, foreign young people yelled, obviously what the ingredients were.

In fact, the "almond cabbage" is not only the rich and bitter almond flavor, but also the slightest bit of mouth-wrinkle wine, which is the original flavor of the ingredients.

Teeth chew on vegetable leaves, like chewing wine leaves.

The smell of wine continues to spread.

The guy picked up another piece of meat and a few silky dried plums, put them into his mouth and chewed them with the leaves.

So the bitterness turns into sweetness, and the fragrance of wine bombards the head.

Under the gaze of Chen Yang, Lin Qingfeng, Liu Jing and Liu Ying, the foreign guy's face gradually twisted, exuding the hunger of a beast, and opened his mouth and said, "Can you give me a glass of wine?"

"Any wine is OK!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang and Lin Qingfeng looked at each other.

‘Almond Cabbage’ is more suitable for wine. This is the common understanding of all the tycoon chefs. A foreign young man in his early twenties ordered a glass of wine while tasting, which means he was an expert.
Chapter completed!